I'm So Selfish (that I wrote a poem about my selfishness)

September 28, 2009
By twaas GOLD, Houston, Texas
twaas GOLD, Houston, Texas
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The pen in my hand
Betrays me.
It can only write
About me.
And the reader will soon
Forget me.
For I can only think
Of me.

Everything I look at
Seems to be a mirror,
And I don’t like what’s
Reflected back at me.
Another person speaks
And all I can think
Is KC, Greenhead
Or Nashville, Tennessee.


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